We’re off. Hopefully.
The day we’ve spent two years anxiously awaiting has finally arrived, and guess what? We’re still anxious. This is October in Dutch Harbor, a time of year when the weather is notoriously unpredictable and often downright ugly (okay, so that’s most of the year but October can be particularly bad). The forecast as of yesterday wasn’t looking very good for flying, and flights are booked solid for the next week. Agitated and worried about making our international connections, we tried to fly stand-by yesterday but couldn’t since we have non-rev seats. We’re back on our original schedule, praying to the gods of wind, rain and visibility that all will be well. At least today’s forecast has been downgraded from “gusts to 65” to a more prosaic SW45. And another good sign: our plane did actually leave Anchorage. So, the waiting game has begun.